The joint was fixing to leap. The ball looked good because it left Jalen Brunson’s fingers. It sure looked prefer it was moving into because it settled softly on the rim. And from various precincts around Madison Square Garden, there was a premature spasm of glee. From there, it could have looked just like the ball went in.
The ball didn’t go in.
“I believed it was in,” Mikal Bridges said, “after which it wasn’t.”
The ball spun out, and when it did, the Knicks had suffered their first heartbreaking lack of the season, a 124-123 gut punch to the Bulls that was intriguing as hell, because across all 48 minutes we were treated to the best and the very worst of what this team is able to, especially in this primary quadrant of the season.
The joint was fixing to leap. The ball looked good because it left Jalen Brunson’s fingers. It sure looked prefer it was moving into because it settled softly on the rim. And from various precincts around Madison Square Garden, there was a premature spasm of glee. From there, it could have looked just like the ball went in.
The ball didn’t go in.
“I believed it was in,” Mikal Bridges said, “after which it wasn’t.”
The ball spun out, and when it did, the Knicks had suffered their first heartbreaking lack of the season, a 124-123 gut punch to the Bulls that was intriguing as hell, because across all 48 minutes we were treated to the best and the very worst of what this team is able to, especially in this primary quadrant of the season.
